a showcase of my love affair with the written word…
Another birthday. Sigh. Don't remind me. I'm not counting. Actually, I refuse to count. Because if we're being technical, this isn't about how many years I've been here. It's about how many years I still have ahead of me. And as far as I'm concerned, my life is just beginning. So whatever number of candles… Continue reading Another trip around the sun—and I still don’t know what I’m doing
Apparently, adulthood forgot to send me the instruction manual. I checked. Nothing. No PDF. No YouTube tutorial. Not even a badly translated booklet titled So You're an Adult Now: Good Luck. I've been waiting for it for years. It hasn't arrived. So I guess we're all just making this up as we go. And surprisingly...… Continue reading I Don’t Have Everything Figured Out—and I’m Finally Okay With That
I have come to accept that I notice things. A lot of things. Sometimes things that nobody else seems to notice. And before you start thinking, "Ay, eto na. Echosera na naman," let me clarify. I don't observe people because I want to collect gossip. Okay? Mostly. 😂 I notice because I'm curious. I want… Continue reading The things I notice when nobody is asking me to notice them
I have seen businesses with beautiful websites. The branding is gorgeous. The photos are professionally done. The logo looks like someone spent three weeks choosing between twelve shades of beige. The social media graphics are polished. The captions are clever. Everything looks... expensive. And then I read the website. And five minutes later, I still… Continue reading Sometimes the Problem Isn’t Your Marketing. It’s That Nobody Knows What You Mean.
There are days when I look at my computer screen and think: Google Chrome is judging me. Not subtly, either. I can almost hear it whisper: "Girl... are you sure you need all of these?" Yes, Google. I do. Please mind your own business. At any given time, I can have a dozen tabs open… Continue reading My brain has 47 tabs open—and they’re all loading
Why ordinary people tell extraordinary stories People often ask writers where they get their ideas. They expect some magical answer. A secluded cabin in the mountains. A dramatic life-changing moment. A lightning bolt of inspiration. I usually smile because the truth is far less glamorous. Most of my ideas arrive while buying groceries. Or waiting… Continue reading The Art of Noticing
What observing people taught me about communication If you ever find yourself having coffee with me in a busy café, don't be surprised if I suddenly go quiet. I'm not ignoring you. I'm probably people-watching. Not in a creepy "I'm memorizing your license plate" kind of way. More like... "I'm fascinated by humans." I love… Continue reading The Best Conversations I’ve Never Had
Why things mysteriously break whenever I'm around I don't know why this happens. Honestly, I think science owes me an explanation. Maybe NASA. Maybe Discovery Channel. Maybe whoever investigates paranormal activity. Because there has to be a perfectly logical reason why ordinary household objects seem magnetically attracted to my hands. I'm not exaggerating. I could… Continue reading Confessions of a Human Earthquake
There was a time when I thought good marketing meant sounding impressive. Big words.Polished sentences.Perfect grammar.Zero room for vulnerability. The kind of writing that makes you nod and say, “Wow, ang galing,”but somehow… you forget it five seconds later. Because it didn’t feel like anything. It just sounded good. The problem with “perfect” Perfect branding… Continue reading Why People Trust Real Stories More Than Perfect Branding
At some point in life, someone forgot to warn us properly about adulthood. They made it sound like freedom. You can do whatever you want.Eat what you want.Sleep when you want. What they didn’t say was: You will also have bills.And responsibilities.And a brain that refuses to shut up at 2 AM. Adulting, as it… Continue reading Adulting Is a Scam: Notes from Someone Trying Her Best
